Get off my heart
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Cuz you've been standing on it all day
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Can my lips part
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With the words that I want to say
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And as I run into the walls cuz I don't have the balls to run over him
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You just sit in the dark there alone where he parks there, resisting sin
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And when the angels start to sing
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And when my ears beginning to ring
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I think I'm crazy cuz I sing
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For the rich girl
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Where do I start
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Please pull the splinters from my knees
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I tried so hard
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To get you to be seen with me
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And does the leopard print book full of phone numbers look like a cover up
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Cuz I got too much pride to let this one slide
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And to try and go and fuck this up
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Leopard Print
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Marvelous 3 |